exhale

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bottled up inside
are tears I've never
cried, the tears i'd hide,
since my mother died.
tears locked way deep down in my soul,
I can't keep this in forever, I want to be free
before I'm old.
I miss her, memories in my heart I'll always hold.
until death do us part, since she died I might as well start..
living. giving, not taking away, cause trust me Life,
I want her footprints to stay. forever and that day I'll wake up
and see her face, the day after being judged by the King, the symphony of life I will sing,
a little song that goes ding-a-ling-a-ling, something so sweet to be able to meet again in the sky.
this time I won't ask why. I'll live my life until it's my turn to die.
12/08/10

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